Chapter 224: This Female Streamer Is Asking for Too Much
Chapter 224: Chapter 224: This Female Streamer Is Asking for Too Much
WorryFree minimized the livestream, opened her contacts, found the number for her husband’s sister, Yana Thornton, and dialed.
The phone rang a few times before it was answered. A woman’s slightly confused voice came through. "June? Why are you calling me?"
WorryFree almost never contacted Yana Thornton.
WorryFree started the recording before speaking. "Yana Thornton, don’t you know why I’m calling?"
Yana Thornton, on the other end of the line, was not pleased. "June Vance, what is this attitude?"
"Your brother already made everything clear to me," WorryFree said coldly.
"Made it clear?" Yana Thornton’s tone immediately faltered. "Made... made what clear?"
WorryFree let out a sarcastic laugh. "You stole my gold without my permission. Your brother said we’ll just consider it a loan, and you’ll pay me back double. I’m calling you to write an IOU and make it official, so you can’t deny the debt later."
"He told you?" Yana Thornton’s voice suddenly turned shrill.
WorryFree clutched her phone, her fingertips trembling slightly as a look of shock flashed in her eyes.
’He actually knew?’
Her heart sank, and a chill shot up from the soles of her feet.
WorryFree took a deep breath. "What, were you two planning on hiding this from me forever?"
"No matter what, we’re family. Why be so formal with an IOU?" Yana Thornton said, softening her tone. "Sister-in-law, your gold is just sitting there anyway. Just lend it to your big sister for a while to help me out."
A look of disgust appeared on WorryFree’s face. "That’s my dowry. What right do you have to take it without my permission? What you did is theft!"
"Why put it so harshly?" Yana Thornton said. "It wasn’t all your dowry. Part of it was the betrothal gift from my brother."
WorryFree was so disgusted she wanted to vomit. She said furiously, "So you *do* know it’s my betrothal gift? Return my nine gold items, worth two hundred and fifty thousand yuan, exactly as they were. Otherwise, don’t blame me for calling the police!"
With that, she hung up the phone.
Returning to the livestream, her eyes met Renee Jennings’s concerned gaze, and her tears instantly broke free, streaming down her face against her will.
WorryFree raised a hand to cover her eyes and sobbed, "I’m sorry..."
Seeing this, the little black dog, Shadow, grew anxious. "Why are you crying?"
"It’s okay," Renee said softly. "If you need to cry, go ahead. We’ll wait."
[Sigh, my heart aches for her.]
[Are there any happy marriages in this world? Watching this makes me lose faith in love.]
After she finished crying, WorryFree told everyone what was said on the call, her voice seething. "He knew. He actually knew! But he saw how anxious I was and didn’t say a single word!"
[That’s too much! What a scumbag!]
[Hey, don’t insult dogs.]
[Yeah, dogs are loyal!]
"So, what are your thoughts now?" Renee asked.
WorryFree sniffled. "I’ve decided. I want a divorce. But I don’t know if I can actually get the gold back. I recorded the call just now."
Renee thought for a moment before suggesting, "You’re all alone in their hometown right now. It’s best not to start a conflict with them yet. As for the divorce, I suggest you wait until you get back to bring it up. After all, you never know what people are capable of."
"Okay." WorryFree nodded solemnly, her voice filled with gratitude. "Thank you, Streamer. I’m so glad I found you. Otherwise, I would have been completely in the dark."
Renee smiled faintly. "It wasn’t all me. The real hero is Shadow."
"Right! I have to thank Shadow, too!" WorryFree said with a smile, waving her hand. "Streamer, I won’t take up any more of your time. Thanks again, and goodbye."
After the connection ended, WorryFree gifted Renee a "Radiant Star," worth 520 yuan.
She crouched in front of the little black dog, opened her camera, and smiled. "Shadow, let’s take a picture together."
’We might not see each other again after this.’
Renee glanced at the time. It was a little after twelve. "I’m going to end the stream to get some lunch. I’ll chat with you all again tonight, is that okay?"
[Noooo~]
[You could do a mukbang!]
[Don’t go! We want to watch the pretty streamer eat.]
Renee looked over the bullet comments and said with a grin, "Since no one has any objections, I’ll end the stream for now. See you all tonight~"
She ended the stream, but as she stood up, she suddenly thought of something.
Renee found the chat window for Melora Luxury Furniture and typed out a short message: [Is your stingray doing any better?]
The middle-aged shop owner saw the private message from Renee but didn’t open it, afraid it would be marked as "read."
She looked up at the fish tank not far away. The polka-dot stingray was no longer listless like it had been the past few days; it was now swimming around two carp.
’It was such an easy problem to solve. That streamer is a real extortionist, demanding twenty thousand yuan!’
’There was no way she was going to waste her money like that.’
Meanwhile, LycheeSoda had been in a terrible mood ever since hearing Renee’s words.
She didn’t want to believe it, but past memories were making her more and more suspicious...
LycheeSoda searched online for posts about same-sex relationships. She glanced at the closed living room door, then stood up and walked toward her husband’s room.
She searched all the cabinets and drawers in the room but didn’t find any of the items mentioned in the posts. Her anxious heart calmed slightly.
Potato suddenly ran into the room and jumped onto the bed to play.
Seeing this, LycheeSoda quickly said, "Potato, get down!"
Potato didn’t listen, instead grabbing a pillow in his mouth to play with.
"Go play outside," LycheeSoda said, feigning anger. "If you keep this up, Mommy’s not going to pay attention to you anymore!"
Potato immediately backed down and obediently jumped off the bed.
LycheeSoda straightened the bedsheets, but as she was arranging the pillows, she glimpsed something small sticking out from under the other one.
Her movements froze, and she frowned slightly.
LycheeSoda hesitated for a few seconds before slowly reaching out her hand.
It was a bottle that looked like it could hold face serum, but the words written on it made her face turn pale.
’Isn’t this exactly the kind of thing she had just read about in those posts?’
For a moment, LycheeSoda felt as if the bottle had burned her hand. She quickly shoved it back under the pillow and rushed out of the room in a panic.
She stood in the living room, looking at the familiar house, but her mind was flashing with obscene images.
’This was her home, yet Zane Lee had been here with that man... ’
LycheeSoda felt her stomach churn violently. She rushed into the bathroom and threw up, vomiting so hard that tears streamed from her eyes.
She turned on the faucet, bending over to splash handful after handful of water on her face.
Potato stood at the bathroom door, his round puppy eyes filled with worry.
LycheeSoda returned to the bedroom, her head hung low. When she looked up, she saw the wedding photo hanging above the bed.
The picture that had once been her pride and joy was now a scar on her heart.
LycheeSoda climbed onto the bed, ripped the photo frame off the wall, and smashed it violently onto the floor. With a CRASH, the glass spiderwebbed with ugly cracks.
She closed her eyes, slumping down in near despair.
After a long time, LycheeSoda picked up her phone and contacted Renee on TikTok: [Streamer, I’m sorry. I really don’t know who else to turn to...]